What's it a charm for?' she asked.The man thought about this for a moment.'It's your basic all-enveloping protection charm,' he said, his hands describing a cupped circle in the air. 'For protection a...
This may interest you. A letter from my dear cousin Fouquier-Tinville. Camille cast an eye over his relative’s best handwriting.Squirm, flattery, abasement, squirm, dearest sweetest Camille, squirm sq...
The waiter approached.'Would you like to see the menu?' he said. 'Or would you like to meet the Dish of the Day?''Huh?' said Ford. 'Huh?' said Arthur.'Huh?' said Trillian.'That’s cool,' said Zaphod. '...
The the glow become brighter: a holographic golden sickle with a few sheaves of wheat, rotating just above Meg McCaffrey.A boy in the crowd gasped. 'She's a communist!'A girl who'd been sitting at Cab...
So it was perfectly possible that there were men who liked shopping, men who understood exactly what it was all about, but Mma Ramotwe had yet to meet such a man. Maybe they existed elsewhere - in Fra...
Sergeant Colon was lost in admiration. He’d seen people bluff on a bad hand, but he’d never seen anyone bluff with no cards.
Neither of the two people in the room paid any attention to the way I came in, although only one of them was dead.
Like the famous mad philosopher said, when you stare into the void, the void stares also; but if you cast into the void, you get a type conversion error. (Which just goes to show Nietzsche wasn't a C+...
I swear to hold my tongue about it till the end of your worship's days, and God grant I may be able to let it out tomorrow
I already told you, said Adam. There is no need to swear.Sorry, it just fucking slipped out, said Zeb.
Got to say, dying would really wreck my best day. Been there, done that, and now that I think about it, Artemis forgot to give me the t-shirt.
Everywhere's been where it is ever since it was first put there. It's called geography.
Even from far away, I could see people being chased by hellhounds, burned at the stake, forced to run naked through cactus patches or listen to opera music.
Ben walks in the room and asks, What were you guys doing? Nikki says Nothing at the same time I say, Your sister and I were just makin’ out.
All he wanted was enough time to consider all his options without being dragged into his household’s petty squabbles or being nagged by his wife about that damnable pilgrimage. Was that so much to ask...
Attracting musicians is rather like inviting flies over to tea: they are tolerable for half an hour, but when they begin to touch the food, you either wish they would go home or die.
Fs Are "Fabulous" Hey, Mom and Dad! I got my grades!And you'll be thrilled to hearthe marks on our report cards are changed around this year. A bunch of kids were telling methis morning on the bus,tha...
One of the problems with being a writer is that all of your idiocies are still in print somewhere. I strongly support paper recycling.
I asked my publisher what would happen if he sold all the copies of my book he'd printed. He said "I'll just print another ten.
As for butter versus margarine, I trust cows more than chemists.